The two looked at each other and said nothing.
In the live broadcast of the group members, the barrage has begun to flood the screen.
[Yan Lingji: It's started, it's started!]
[Feng Qing'er: Qian Renxue Come on! Give me a hard beating!]
[Mai Shiranui: Come on, group leader!]
[Zi Nu: Who do you support?]
[Yan Lingji: I support the group leader! Face is justice!]
[Feng Qing'er: This lady supports Qian Renxue! She avenges me!]
[Yun Yun: How long will you remember your loss to the group leader?]
[Feng Qing'er: Remember it for a lifetime!]
[Medusa:...]
[Bibi Dong:@Qian Renxue If you lose, don't say you are Douluo Continent in the future.]
Qian Renxue did not read the group chat.
All her attention was focused on the man opposite.
He stood there with a casual posture, Chengying Sword hanging by his side, and the tip of his sword pointing to the ground.
There was no starting gesture, no defensive posture, and no sign of even condensing spiritual power.
But her instinct was telling her that this person was dangerous.
That danger does not come from his cultivation, but from something inexplicable in him.
Like a sleeping beast, you watch it take a nap, but you know it can wake up at any time and bite your throat out.
She held Angel Holy Sword tightly, golden spiritual power circulated in her body, and the shadow of the light wings behind her gradually solidified.
Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, slowly unfolded behind her.
Lu Jiuyuan looked at the six golden wings and nodded slightly. "Not bad."
There are only two words. It's not ridicule, it's not a compliment, it's an objective evaluation.
Qian Renxue heard the weight of these two words and frowned slightly.
He saw her cultivation.
And she couldn't see his.
"Group leader, be careful." Qian Renxue's figure disappeared from the spot.
It's not Qinggong, it's not movement, it's teleportation. Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul's exclusive skill - Angel Teleportation.
The golden afterimage drew a long trajectory in the void, and her speed was so fast that even the afterimage had no time to dissipate.
Angel Holy Sword drew a golden arc in the air, and with a sound of breaking through the air, it slashed towards his left shoulder.
With this sword, she retained three points of strength.
It's not contempt, it's temptation.
She wanted to see how capable this group leader was.
Lu Jiuyuan didn't move.
He stood there, Chengying Sword still hanging by his side, as if he didn't react.
A trace of doubt flashed in Qian Renxue's golden eyes, but she did not stop. Sword Momentum remained unchanged and slashed towards his left shoulder.
Just when the sword blade was still three inches away from his shoulder, he moved.
Not dodging or blocking, but turning sideways. Slightly half an inch to the left.
Angel Holy Sword's sword blade brushed against his clothes and slashed into the void. The golden sword energy exploded in the distance, causing ripples in circles.
Qian Renxue's pupils shrank slightly, half an inch. He only turned sideways half an inch.
It wasn't just enough to dodge, but just enough for her sword blade to brush against the fabric, no more, no less, as precise as if it had been measured.
This kind of control was more terrifying than anyone she had ever seen.
She didn't hesitate, and the second sword followed closely.
This time, she used her full strength.
The golden light on Angel Holy Sword flourished, and the complicated lines on the sword seemed to come alive. Golden runes flew out from the blade, forming a huge Angel Phantom in the air.
The phantom opened its arms and flapped its six wings at the same time, making the entire void battlefield tremble.
"Angel Judgment."
Qian Renxue's voice echoed in the void, carrying a sacred and unquestionable majesty.
The golden shadow swooped down, and Angel Holy Sword merged with the shadow, turning into a golden beam of light that penetrated the sky and earth, and crashed down towards Lu Jiuyuan.
This sword was her strongest blow. She wanted to see if he could still stay even half an inch away.
Lu Jiuyuan raised his head and looked at the golden light beam. Chengying Sword finally moved.
Not blocking, not counterattacking, but raising the sword tip to the sky, and a green sword light shot out from the sword tip, as thin as a hair and as light as a feather.
The sword light flew up against the golden beam of light, becoming as small as a needle in front of the huge beam of light.
Then, the light beam split.
Qian Renxue stood there, looking at the beam of light that was split into two, looking at the golden light spots scattered in the sky, and looking at the calm, almost indifferent face of the man opposite.
Her fingers trembled slightly.
Not because of fear.
It was because she finally understood what Bibi Dong meant by "overestimating one's own capabilities".
It's not because Bibi Dong looks down on her, but because the gap between them is so big that she can't even imagine it.
"Do you want to continue?" Lu Jiuyuan's voice was calm.
Qian Renxue bit her lip, her golden eyes filled with complex emotions.
She glanced at the Angel Holy Sword in her hand, then at the man opposite her, and was silent for a long time.
"Continue." Her voice was a little hoarse but firm, "Win two out of three games. This is the first game."
Lu Jiuyuan looked at her stubborn eyes and raised the corners of her mouth slightly. "Okay."
In the live broadcast screen, the barrage has gone crazy.
[Yan Lingji: What just happened?! Why didn't I understand?!]
[Feng Qing'er: One sword, one sword split the strongest attack of Qian Renxue?!]
[Mai Shiranui: The group leader is so awesome!!]
[Zi Nu: This group leader does have a lot of tricks up his sleeve.]
[Yun Yun: More than twice.]
[Medusa: Hmm.]
[Bibi Dong:@Qian Renxue Now you know what it means to overestimate your capabilities?]
Qian Renxue didn't hesitate any longer.
The loss in the first game was like a bucket of cold water poured on her head, but she was not the kind of person who would be drowned by a bucket of cold water.
She raised her head, her golden eyes filled with burning fighting spirit. The fighting spirit was stronger than before, like lava that had been suppressed for too long and finally found its exit.
"Group leader, second game." Qian Renxue's voice was deeper than before, and every word seemed to be pressed out of his chest, "I will not hold back anymore."
Lu Jiuyuan looked at her, nodded slightly, "Okay."
Qian Renxue took a deep breath, held Angel Holy Sword with both hands, and pointed the tip of the sword towards the sky.
The golden spiritual power poured out of her body. It was not a trickle like before, but a flood that burst its banks and was surging.
Six golden wings were fully unfolded behind her, and each feather was trembling and buzzing, like some ancient musical instrument being awakened.
Golden light poured down from her wings and spread under her feet, spreading in all directions like a golden spring.
"Angel Domain."
Qian Renxue's voice echoed in the void, carrying a sacred and unquestionable majesty.
Wherever the golden light went, the void began to change. The chaotic mist was dispersed, the galaxy was obscured, and the entire battlefield was shrouded in a golden light curtain.
In the live broadcast of the group members, the barrage exploded instantly.
[Yan Lingji: This is the field?!]
[Feng Qing'er: Angel Domain of the Douluo Continent! I have heard of it!]
[Mai Shiranui: So beautiful, but also so scary!]
[Zi Nu: In this field, her strength will be greatly improved. The group leader is in trouble.]
[Yun Yun: Let's see how the group leader responds.]
[Medusa: Hmm.]